The place was apparently no longer an active investigation scene. He imagined Ewess parents were frantically traveling here from out of the country. All that way to look at your daughter on a morgue slab. Chapter Three Anything else? Moving around the house. Make sure he knows who lives and works here. Youve got photographs, right? Thats all, Mason said. Perfectly normal, physically, she said, but a little depressed. With these troubling thoughts in mind, he rose and left, taking his official program with him, hoping that there might be a clue in there as to why Ewes was so interested in the play. He stood in the lobby and read through it twice. But it was simply a program for a play. This wasnt some obtuse code-breaking movie where the villain intent on global domination conveniently left a trail of inscrutable clues behind so the forces of good could figure them out and vanquish him. Keep an ear to the ground on that jewel burglary. Try and find out if thats what it really was. Now, did you make an inventory of the contents of this purse? Della Street, who had been opening mail, looked up at him with a smile. We need information. If we have to beat it out of you first, we will. Yes, sir. And thanks for the lift. Without my husband, she admitted, life wouldnt be worth living. I love him — too much. All right, calm down, I said. Whats the matter? Dino. Larkin shot two more innocent people last night. Never. The maid said that this closet had been fixed up as the dogs own. There was a mattress in there, a pan of water, and all the dog trappings. And of course there was ventilation which came in from a high window that was heavily barred. The dog had learned to stay in there quietly when hewas put in there. Now, then, thats the story. Youd better see Mr. Alder..